" "Let's wait a couple of days and trying to get you to remember more." Carol put her hand on his, "Let's let John Fornos stay dead for a few more day...." John looked at her, "The article says that I am wealthy." "I don't even have any money to pay you for saving my life." "You don't owe me a thing," she said. "I just remembered something else," he said. "Ted Ransom isn't qualified to be president." Carol got a quizzical look on her face."John bare with me, I want to make a phone call," she. He wasactually surprised she had said it within 30 minutes of him entering thehouse. He needed to get to the bottom of this. However, he was alsostill raw from the emotional roller coaster of the past few days, and wasbarely keeping a grip on his newly restored memories of his previouscross dressing exploits. In fact, he had almost decided to stay home forthe night, but the thought the distraction would be good for him."You were the one that gave me that gift, aren't you?" He couldn't askif. ’ She came back a minute later and told him, ‘Nice. You did good in fact…it’s just too bad it’s so masculine.’ ‘You mean you’ve never noticed I’m a guy?’ ‘Well of course but…I just thought you’d go a little more neutral you know? Kind of in between.’ ‘Sorry. Guess that means you can’t sleep with me now.’ ‘Like that was ever in the cards.’ ‘Hey you almost did that night after Gil and Wendy’s reception.’ ‘I sure was drunk that night. I still don’t know how you got me home.’ ‘I don’t either. Yes sir," she moaned out. "Can I please orgasm?" "No. This is a punishment not a reward. But you can lick your fingers clean." Jessica slowly raised her fingers to her lips. She stuck them in, one at a time, and sucked them clean. They came out glistening. "Alright," I said. "Start playing with yourself again. But as I said before, you are not allowed to orgasm." This punishment continued, and by the tenth time Jessica was told to play with herself, she moaned out that she was close within.